Since my accident, in August 2001 when I was hit by a car while walking in my neighborhood, I have been incredibly grateful for all the love and support my family and friends have given me throughout this whole ordeal. Without their help, I would probably be in a nursing home somewhere.

My husband should be given a Saint Award for all he has done for me. He has worked overtime at extra engineering jobs to make more money to keep our house and paid our many medical bills. He cooks me delicious meals as well as takes me shopping for clothes. He is such an incredible man that I love dearly. He does extra jobs around the house to help me stay independent as possible. This loving man has built me a beautiful walkway in our yard that I use daily, weather permitting. My life mate is always thinking of what he can do to make things safer for me. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be married to him since 1983.

My mother is always thinking of ways to help me as well. She gives me projects that can keep me busy. I have a hook rug that she needs for her Christmas tree skirt. Well, I started with good intentions, but now I am shooting for the next Christmas.

My sons, since they work so close to my home, always offer to get me lunch. They each have had to help me off the floor numerous times! One time while walking my trail, I parked my walker to use just the railings, but I ran into trouble when the dogs knocked my walker off the walkway. I could walk some of the way but not all. Oops! So whom do I call?

My sister who has become my best friend runs many errands for me to get needed items. She is also my sounding board at times. She listens to my problems and makes suggestions and she often comes to lunch and I really enjoy these visits.

Not to forget, my great friend, Debbie who edits my blogs meticulously.

Even though I am faced with many challenges, my life is much easier with their help.